2023-09-09 08:32:37
In the 79th minute of Argentina-Ecuador, Messi scored the great goal from a free kick. A minute earlier Paredes had come on for Mac Allister, so that Enzo Fernández might play a little further forward, as he does at Chelsea. Paredes’ first intervention, at minute 82, without having yet touched the ball, was to hit one of them with an ax and boom… yellow card. A little bostero DNA on the freezing night of the River field! According to what they said online, there were some white people in the stalls and behind the arches, is it true? Don’t know. I mightn’t get tickets to go, so I can’t confirm or deny it. When I entered the ticket sales website, I got number 51,236 in the virtual queue, with, according to reports, more than an hour late. I had a moderate illusion. Now that the Monumental bears the name of the De Narváez supermarket, it grew in capacity and maybe I had a chance. At the exact time I received confirmation that everything was sold out.
This is, without a doubt, the most popular selection ever, but it is almost impossible to watch. It was impossible for the millions who came out to celebrate the final once morest France, who never saw the bus pass and who, for reasons never clarified, did not go to the balconies of the Casa Rosada either; and it is very difficult, now, to get tickets. It doesn’t matter: I saw the game with Tomi at La Americana in Callao, with few people around, by the way. Will La Americana be a representative sample? I do not know too. The television rating exceeded 40 points, very, very massive. But the pizzeria was half empty, and without game weather, perhaps the rain all day and the cold weather had some influence (days before, we had seen Boca-Racing there: we got the last table by chance).
Perhaps, precisely because it is so massive, this National Team spills over to audiences that are not so football fans, but rather more casual spectators. For example, 1986 – and Maradona himself, not to mention Bilardo – was a national team for football fans. This National Team, to the hard core of football fans, adds a second, very broad ring, which sees in the team and in Messi something more than tactics and football jargon. Messi, already installed in Miami as a boy with a new toy, every day is becoming a tourist attraction of the North American star-system that probably does not even know how many players play per team. I hope that the next time the National Team plays, Selena Gómez comes to see it, like she does there! (In passing, being attacked by members of Seoul magazine is almost a source of pride for me, it implies that I am on the right path).
Meanwhile, the National Team never found its way. Yes, of course, he clearly deserved to win, beyond the fact that he ate two counterattacks that if they had been once morest a higher-ranking team would have ended up inside. The midfield, the team’s driving force, was erratic. Enzo at 5, so far back, may not be able to be the axis of the middle, Mac Allister did not come into play much and even less so Nico González, who never found his place. But not much more. Against Bolivia, at altitude, it will be something else, very particular, like all the games in La Paz.
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